[b]ハットちゃん "Hat-chan"[/b]

"[color=3f00ff]I need to find another job,[/color]" was the headwear-garbed teenaged girl's ... seemingly equally-despondent reply. She too, was in range of the eerie melodies that flowed from Aria Fabre's violin playing, but beyond a slight change in her tone, she seemed rather unaffected, her face still schooled into the light, quiet smile from before. The depression that had engulfed her conversation partner, it appeared, had not afflicted her as severely.

Yet she understood. She understood that gaping, yawning chasm of emptiness that was beginning to open up.

It was a familiar one.

"[color=3f00ff]More money would be nice.[/color]"

Her voice was breezy, quiet, almost a whisper upon the wind.